Mistress on My Husband's Phone Novel by Rina Novita

Albert’s P.O.V

I was beyond happy today. After saying our wedding vows, Sarah was officially my wife. Finally, my struggle for love had paid off. Sarah was my first love, and had made me go through ups and downs to win her heart.

“Why are you staring at me? It’s embarrassing with all the guests around,” she whispered.

“You’re so beautiful. I can’t stand others looking at you,” I whispered back, leaning closer.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Well, I’m the bride. Of course, everyone has to look. You’re being weird,” she replied, smiling and trying not to laugh.

I could not stop staring at her in wonder, thinking how perfect God had made her.

“Sarah, do you know the difference between Germany and you?”

“What?”

“Germany is great at making cars, but you’re amazing at making smiles.”

Sarah covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.

“I just want to live a simple life with you. Just enough to see your smile every day…”

“Oh, Albert! Hehe!” We both giggled aloud, not caring that all the guests were looking at us.

I prayed that I could always make her happy. Especially since she had gone through so much recently. ‘Sarah… I love you.’

The guests left one by one. After changing out of our wedding attire, Sarah, Gillian, and I rode in the wedding car prepared by the wedding organizer. Yesterday, we had agreed to stay at my house. I did not want Sarah and Gillian to live in a house full of bitter memories. I wanted them to start a happy life with me from now on.

I wouldn’t let anyone hurt them again, even though Bradley and Derrick were now in prison.

“You look pale. Are you tired?” Sarah suddenly touched my face. Did Hook pale? But I felt completely fine. I was better than fine.

“Who says I’m tired? You should know, tonight I’m going to grant Gillian’s wish,” I said, stroking Gillian’s head, who was already asleep on Sarah’s lap.

“What wish?” Sarah asked, confused.

“To give her a sibling,” I whispered in her ear, making her blush furiously.

“Are you ready?” I whispered again.

“Sheesh, Albert! Stop being naughty!” she replied, glaring at me.

“You’re the naughty one. I meant, are you ready to have another child?” Sarah pinched my thigh, making me yelp.

“This is the perk of marrying a divorcee. How aggressive!” I whispered again, making her glare at me.

I chuckled at her annoyed yet adorable face.

When we arrived home, Gillian was still asleep. I carried her to her new room, which she had designed on her own a few days ago. Gillian would be so happy when she woke up as she would be in the room she had always dreamed of.

After putting Gillian on her bed, Sarah and I went to our room, which was on the same floor as Gillian’s room. I had asked the wedding organizer to decorate our room to make it look like a beautiful bridal suite.

Sarah refused when I suggested spending our first night in a five–star hotel. She said she was worried about being away from Gillian. I understood her concern as they had narrowly escaped death and kidnapping on multiple occassions.

“Oh my… This is beautiful!” Sarah was amazed when she entered our room.

“Do you like it?” I asked, approaching my wife.

“I love it!” she exclaimed, trying to contain her excitement.

I smiled happily at her.

“Let’s wash up first.”

Sarah nodded.

“Where’s the bathroom?” she asked.

“Over there. Want me to show you?” I teased.

“No need! If you come with me, we might not end up washing up!” she retorted, making me laugh.

“You’re naughty!” I chuckled, pinching her nose.

“Your change of clothes is ready inside,” I said as Sarah walked into the bathroom.

I waited for Sarah to come out of the bathroom, my heart pounding. Why was she taking so long?

“Sarah, don’t sleep in there. Come out!” I called, knocking on the bathroom door.

“Stop nagging!”

I chuckled at her response.

“Albert, please get me a pad from my bag!”

“What? A pad?”

“Yes, hurry! I’m on my period.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Albért, I’m serious. Hurry! My stomach hurts from cramps.”

I felt weak. My first night was ruined. Slowly, I searched for the pad in Sarah’s bag. Then I walked

back to the bathroom door.

“Here’s the pad.”

I heard the door open. I was stunned when a fair, smooth hand reached out from behind the door.

“Where?” Her shout startled me.

“H–here…” Trembling, I placed the pad in her hand, which was visible up to her forearm.

Just seeing her hand made me tremble. What if I saw…

Soon, the bathroom door opened.

My heart pounded–wildly when I saw her beautiful face with her long hair down. Now, she was only wearing a thin nightgown in front of me.

“Earth to Albert!” Sarah waved her hand in front of me, snapping me back to reality.

“Sarah, don’t tease me like that!”

“Who told you to get me a nightgown like this? And I don’t have any other clothes to wear.” Sarah pouted, annoyed.

“Never mind. You look beautiful in that,” I said, struggling to keep my saliva in check.

“Thanks. Now you go clean up! I’m going to sleep. I’m very tired,” she said, climbing into our bed, which was covered with rose petals.

‘It’s okay if I can’t have you completely tonight, Sarah My time will come soon. I’ll take you to new heights with my love for you.‘